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C'mon, clap hands, wind it up (x6)

Hush, I'm comin thru with the bum
Feelins forced style, adidas, crush
What? my ridiculous
Who's gettin wit that spectaculous,
to lexus, I'm from new york
I'm like dom p so unpop the cork
Now me for real do'
I'm the one who came from the back and the brains out of al pacino
(word up) to this rendition
Of lyricism, I'm on a doug e.fresh
Somebody me, I'm outta control please
I do autopsies on these mc's
Open em up, hollow on the inside
No heart pumpin, organ missin somethin
Trueness, yeah get no props
Without das I with the real hip-hop

I
I hold it down, so gimme microphone
And lounge homeboy, you in the danger
a brother like e is on the microphone, uh
I
I hold it down, so that microphone
And lounge homeboy, you in the danger
a brother like e-d is on the microphone

Hold up, how tryin ta play me, uh
When I the way for y'all punks to mc
You're not hard, ol pull your card
Wit the quickness, chump and jehovah
Agony of on the street
In front of your crew diggin, in front of main chicken
Oooh, it's more meet the eye, oh my god
Somebody got shook by a mirage
Speak on it, I get busy week on it
Die e-i, I sing and get on it
The miracle child, the one
(poof) the def squad come the truth
There chill, I got microphone
So homeboy, you in the danger zone
I can't believe, I with the mad degrees, boy
Freakin the funk extra shit up the sleeve, uh